Help 4 Shannon! Part 2

In the last eight days $1050 was raised to help Shannon. I wanted to say thank you to everyone who has helped.


A few days ago I brought Baby (the kitten in the picture) down to meet Shannon. I didn’t know if she’d be there but I took the chance. Oh did it pay off. The smile and look of Awe on her adorable face was so worth my effort. I know she (like her mom) has a soft spot for animals. I’m glad I was able to make her day. I know she has some rough ones.
So, if this is your first time reading about my young friend Shannon. She has Pots Syndrome. It’s a form of dysautonomia. If you are able to help her and her mom out by making a donation… Great and thank you. If you are unable to monetarily help but want to feel free to keep her in your prayers.
Thank you for reading.


Help 4 Shannon!

My friend Rosemarie is Shannon’s mother. Shannon was diagnosed with Pots Syndrome which I have learned is a form of dysautonomia. (for those who don’t know, what little I understand of it, a person who deals with this is that in the standing position their blood pressure drops, which is not a good thing- anyone more knowledgeable than I feel free to correct me I would hate to give out misinformation)
Anyway due to the costs of dealing with the disease I have learned my dear friends are struggling and could end up losing their home.
If you are able and willing to help out and make a donation I’ve posted the link below. If you are unable to help financial prayers and good thoughts are greatly welcome.
Thank you for taking the time to read this post.


Yesterday I yelled at the man I’m married to. I yelled how I feel and how I’ve felt during our last almost ten years of marriage.  I yelled how I feel abandoned. I yelled how I feel unloved. I yelled how he wants something til he has it and then looks for the next new thing. I yelled how he takes women’s hearts and uses then breaks them when he decides he’s had enough because he has had her. I cried that I am not good enough. I cried that I wanted a family like I never had and I still want it with him because we have children together.
So I yelled and I cried. I don’t know why. It never changes anything. I still hurt and feel alone.
I read a romance book today where the main female character said that ‘Princes don’t come. White horses don’t exist. Castles and happily ever afters aren’t for me.’ I know how she felt when she said that. I feel it too.
I’ve spent a lot of my life feeling lonely. Sometimes I try to reach out and connect with people but eventually I go back into my bubble. It’s not that I don’t like them or don’t care it’s that I don’t know what to do with them. I don’t know how to relate to them.
I’m going to starting today make a bigger effort to reach those I know are my friends. My goal will be to contact each one once a week and document who I’ve contacted and who I have not on a daily basis so I don’t miss someone and then I could contact them the next day. Maybe then I’ll feel a little less lonely.

Well Hell

So, I’m tired of being everyone else’s punching bag. Made a post on Facebook today not saying exactly that but I’m sure it was implied.
And… No surprise…. I offended someone. To the point where they…. *gasp*… Unfriended me. (do I sound upset? I wasn’t trying to)
Anyway, got told I’m a bunch of stuff… Namely an awful person….and… I said well, you’re entitled to your opinion. They are. Sure their viewpoint is skewed because I don’t tell them everything I’m doing or everything about my life. I don’t feel the need to show my life with everyone. At least not every minute detail. So… I’m sure more drama will arise from this.
Well… Hell…. BRING IT ON! ūüôā